crazy is my type (Yandere bakugo xdeku)

captive

(important notice: so from here on out in this book Izuku's or Katsuki's Point Of View will be in the past unless if I say it's not. And anyone who's not Izuku or Bakugo is the present {ex: like Denki, or Mina, or Aizawa or just anyone else in the show} hope you understand and if you don't then the dates will be written after the POV changes)

He slowly caressed my face with his hand as I stared in fear.
" Kacchan this is a s-sick joke" I said backing my head away from his hand as he was reaching to pet my hair.
His face crossed from happy to confused to angry.
"Good thing it's not" he said with a sick humor to his tone.
He moved his hand in a quick motion and grabbed my face holding it in place.
"I don't ever want to see you trying to back away from me"
He spoke darkly in an unfamiliar tone. It was painful to hear the sting of his words stabbing my brain in such a tone.
He leaned down drawing his face closer to my own in an attempt to combine our lips.
I tried to pull my head back from his grasp but was stopped by his hand pulling me closer by the waist colliding our lips an his grip on my jaw tightened stopping any movement.

He growled staring me dead in the eye as he continued to keep our lips locked and slowly shut his eyes while I went to squeeze mine closed to hide the fear.

He lightly bit my lip asking for entrance which I denied him trying to back away again.

He stopped kissing me backing away with a annoyed 'tch' sound made by his tongue as he still held my face.
" You won't be refusing my kisses for long" he said with a cocky smirk
"I'm going to go to school before someone notices I'm gone, so be a good boy" he said caressing my cheek with the back of his hand.
"I'll be back to give you more affection later my little bunny" I shivered at the name he called me as he stood from the bed and left through the same door he came in.

I curled up putting my knees to my chest and plopping my head in my legs.

I can get out of this
I know I can
Or someone will help me.
But is he G,
The person who wrote the note with... Kirishima's head.
What dose G even stand for.
I looked at the floor below me and stared at it. I stared as if I would find the answers.
The answer as to if he killed them or not.
If he was doing all this to trick me. Dose he even love me.
No I shouldn't be thinking about this, he kidnapped me and I'm chained to a fucking bed.
I looked at the floor which soon grew to be nothing but a tease as I stared at it knowing I could go no further than what the chain allowed.
I glared and soon sighed.
'useless ground' I thought to myself
'ground' I thought again
My eyes widened and I looked up.
I was shocked and hurt all at once.
It was Kacchan, G stands for

"Ground Zero" I spoke aloud to no one in particular
Tears brimmed in my eyes as I tried to reassure myself that Kacchan wouldn't do that to anyone.
He just wouldn't

Would he?

Iida POV~
5 days after Midoriya Izuku's disappearance~

I nearly squinted as the lamp turned on to brighten the dark room. It slowly crept to every crack of the small room.

I adjusted in my spot due to the discomfort in my half broken body.
Most of it was healed by Recovery girl which came with a long rest after. To fix my spine two legs and five bruised ribs was a toll on my energy.
To insure I stayed alive I still had a broken arm as to not run out of energy.

Mr aizawa sat across from me on the other side of the large table centered in the small dimly lit room.

"Thank you Iida for agreeing to come here" he spoke in his rather dull voice as he rested his hand on his coffee cup. A rather unhealthy choice for a beverage but understandable with his jobs requiring him staying up day and night.
"Of course sir, I shall tell you what I know to the best of my abilities" I spoke clear despite my lack of confidence in my mind that I might not have as people say 'the guts' to say who had done this to me.